On a night like this I remember the first time you came to my house, it was dark and windy but we still wanted to get out.
On the rooftop, you and me were sitting, admiring the deep moonlight.
You wanted me to listen to your favorite music and it turned out it was my favorite too.
I looked at you and my heart started to beat faster because our fingers by accident touched.
I'll always remember this feeling.
I'll always remember our songs.
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PoesíaMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
